Title: Visitation Rights
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: The Scoobies come to visit in the face of an apocalypse and Buffy learns some home truths about Cordelia and Angel's relationship.
After Cordelia got out of the bath she went downstairs to see what Willow, Fred, Giles and Wesley had found out. She was surprised by what they had found. It seemed that the army would be rising about eleven o clock that night.
"It's a good job I came out of the hospital when I did." Cordelia commented as she read Giles's notes.
"You are not going tonight." Angel stated.
"Yes I am." She argued.
"No you're not! You're injured; you're not at your full strength." He put down his mug of blood to stare at her.
"I don't care. There is no way I am going to sit here and twiddle my thumbs while you all go and risk your lives saving the world. Maybe I can be of some help. And anyway, who said anything about me not being at full strength? I think that I proved quite well upstairs that I have a lot of strength, if not all of it." Cordelia exclaimed.
Wesley smirked at Angel's obvious discomfort. "Training again Angel? I thought you would have waited a while."
Angel coughed. "Cor, can I see you for a moment? In Wes's office."
He practically dragged her into his office. "You are not going!"
"Yes I am!" She said stubbornly.
"No you're not! You'll get hurt and I won't allow it."
"Oh, you won't allow it? Who are you? My father?"
"No, I am the father of your child. And that makes me have some influence over you." He told her angrily. "Do you want me to stand there and watch you die?"
"You think that I can't handle myself in a fight!" She accused.
"No, honey, I know you can but I want to know that you're safe and that I don't have to look out for you when I'm fighting."
"So, you think that you need to look out for me now do you?" She scowled at him.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I did not say that! You're just twisting everything that I say!" He shouted. "Is it wrong of me to not want the woman I love dead?"
"Of course not!" She exclaimed. "But you have to see that I am my own person and that I am not going to let."
"Well, well, well. " A voice said from the doorway. "Not such the perfect couple after all."
They both turned and saw Buffy standing, or rather supporting herself against the doorframe. She looked very drunk.
"What's up Angel? Have you got an itch you need scratching? Maybe I could be of some help!" She sauntered over to Angel and wrapped her arms around Angel's neck.
He sent Cordelia warning looks over her head.
"Buffy, you're drunk. Me and Cordelia were having a discussion, that was all. I think you need some coffee and a sleep before tonight." He flinched as her hand began moving down his back. "I think you need to go now."
"Buffy." Cordelia began. "You need to go to bed. You're making a fool of yourself." She added gently.
"When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it." Buffy sneered.
"Oh, I am so not going there again!" She stated bluntly.
She left the room and brought Willow back in with her who detached Buffy from Angel's neck and took her upstairs. "
"What is going on with her?" Cordelia asked when she'd gone.
She came around the desk to wrap her arms around Angel. "I don't know honey. She's messed up."
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: The Scoobies come to visit in the face of an apocalypse and Buffy learns some home truths about Cordelia and Angel's relationship.
After Cordelia got out of the bath she went downstairs to see what Willow, Fred, Giles and Wesley had found out. She was surprised by what they had found. It seemed that the army would be rising about eleven o clock that night.
"It's a good job I came out of the hospital when I did." Cordelia commented as she read Giles's notes.
"You are not going tonight." Angel stated.
"Yes I am." She argued.
"No you're not! You're injured; you're not at your full strength." He put down his mug of blood to stare at her.
"I don't care. There is no way I am going to sit here and twiddle my thumbs while you all go and risk your lives saving the world. Maybe I can be of some help. And anyway, who said anything about me not being at full strength? I think that I proved quite well upstairs that I have a lot of strength, if not all of it." Cordelia exclaimed.
Wesley smirked at Angel's obvious discomfort. "Training again Angel? I thought you would have waited a while."
Angel coughed. "Cor, can I see you for a moment? In Wes's office."
He practically dragged her into his office. "You are not going!"
"Yes I am!" She said stubbornly.
"No you're not! You'll get hurt and I won't allow it."
"Oh, you won't allow it? Who are you? My father?"
"No, I am the father of your child. And that makes me have some influence over you." He told her angrily. "Do you want me to stand there and watch you die?"
"You think that I can't handle myself in a fight!" She accused.
"No, honey, I know you can but I want to know that you're safe and that I don't have to look out for you when I'm fighting."
"So, you think that you need to look out for me now do you?" She scowled at him.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I did not say that! You're just twisting everything that I say!" He shouted. "Is it wrong of me to not want the woman I love dead?"
"Of course not!" She exclaimed. "But you have to see that I am my own person and that I am not going to let."
"Well, well, well. " A voice said from the doorway. "Not such the perfect couple after all."
They both turned and saw Buffy standing, or rather supporting herself against the doorframe. She looked very drunk.
"What's up Angel? Have you got an itch you need scratching? Maybe I could be of some help!" She sauntered over to Angel and wrapped her arms around Angel's neck.
He sent Cordelia warning looks over her head.
"Buffy, you're drunk. Me and Cordelia were having a discussion, that was all. I think you need some coffee and a sleep before tonight." He flinched as her hand began moving down his back. "I think you need to go now."
"Buffy." Cordelia began. "You need to go to bed. You're making a fool of yourself." She added gently.
"When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it." Buffy sneered.
"Oh, I am so not going there again!" She stated bluntly.
She left the room and brought Willow back in with her who detached Buffy from Angel's neck and took her upstairs. "
"What is going on with her?" Cordelia asked when she'd gone.
She came around the desk to wrap her arms around Angel. "I don't know honey. She's messed up."